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  His eyes fell on Murong Qiao who was sitting opposite him. Seeing the other party\'s eyes shining brightly, he smiled and sent him an invitation with a different meaning, but his heart still trembled unavoidably.

   "...Okay." He replied after a long silence.

   It\'s not that I don\'t want to go, but that I\'m too nervous.

  As soon as he thought that he would appear on the dining table of Murong\'s family in another identity, Huo Yichen\'s heart was filled with some kind of happy and secret emotion.

  Hearing his promise, Murong Qiao smiled, his eyes curved, and there seemed to be fine and beautiful fragments of light flowing in the arc.

   "Then it\'s a deal." She decided happily.

  Huo Yichen smiled and answered her, "Okay."

  He agreed, but suddenly the way Murong Chuan looked at him when he was on the basketball court last time appeared in his mind.

Headache.

  Huo Yichen resisted the urge to sigh, and told himself intuitively that brother Murong Qiao\'s test must be difficult.

  It\'s just... He raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on the person opposite, who could fill his heart, and suddenly the corners of his mouth curled up.

   No matter how difficult it is, he likes her, and nothing else matters.

  Whether it was Murong Qiao or Huo Yichen, they had already forgotten about the events of the banquet.

  But Feng Xinyao can\'t forget that she took sick leave and suffered from Huo Yichen\'s bad weather, so she was very wronged when she returned home.

   "Miss, calm down..." The nanny comforted her beside her.

   But the more Feng Xinyao thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt, her eyes were red as if she had been wronged by the world.

  The nanny had a bitter face, and didn\'t know how to comfort Feng Xinyao. She was aggrieved when she thought that the lady used photos to provoke the couple\'s relationship. The nanny didn\'t know what to say for a while.

  Feng Xinyao sat in the living room without crying, and there was a fragment of a vase that she just used to vent her anger at her feet.

   At this moment, Feng Xu came home.

   "Dad—" Feng Xinyao\'s voice was full of tears.

  Feng Xu has always doted on her. Feng Xinyao was wronged and wanted to complain to her father, but she didn\'t expect to be severely reprimanded by him.

   "Why are you crying?! You know how to cry!" Feng Xu\'s expression turned ugly, "I saw you crying here as soon as I got home, so I want to go back to my room and cry! Don\'t bother me here!"

  He was repeatedly rejected by the Jiang family these two days, and today he didn\'t even enter the door.

  Feng Xinyao\'s eyes widened in disbelief, "I..."

  She instinctively wanted to be wronged, but was forced back by Feng Xu\'s impatient eyes.

   "I\'ve raised you for so long, and I\'ll give you whatever you want, but in the end you know how to cry, and it\'s useless!" Feng Xu scolded again.

  When he thought of the reason why the Jiang family refused, his anger rose slowly.

  Feng Xinyao didn\'t just sit there and let Feng Xu scold her, she got up and ran towards her room, the door was closing very loudly.

   But that sound made Feng Xu\'s face darker and more serious, and scared the nanny standing beside him into silence.

   "Miss, she..." The nanny still wanted to intercede.

  Feng Xu said with a dark face, "Don\'t worry about her."

  It was the first time that the father and daughter had such a violent fight, and Feng Xinyao returned to the room with tears streaming down her face, as if endless.

   It’s okay to be angry at school and be pointed at by classmates, but when you get home, even your father is like this!

  Feng Xinyao was so angry that she was dying, but Murong Qiao\'s face that was so beautiful that she even wanted her to scratch it appeared in her mind.

   It\'s all her fault!

  Feng Xinyao\'s favorite cosmetics were waved by her and fell to the ground.

  Extreme anger filled Feng Xinyao, but when she thought that the other party was still living well every day and being envied by others, her teeth itch with hatred.

   In the next few days, the scandal about Feng Xinyao gradually faded on the forum.

  On the one hand, it is because the school does not want to see the bad influence to help secretly, and on the other hand, it is because there has been a "focus" that is more worthy of the students\' attention.

  —I said, how many times has that man been here? Roses every day, after being thrown away, they still come back the next day, so infatuated... tsk tsk.

  —If it was me, I would agree. Why does such a handsome man only stare at Murong Qiao?

  —Is she beautiful and good at studying? You can?

  —The front line sent a report that the man was waiting for Murong Qiao again today.

  In the past few days, students have found Murong Qiao, the Department of Economics and Management Department, and there seems to be an extra suitor who obviously won\'t give up easily.

  Driving a luxury car and holding roses, suits and leather shoes spend a lot of money, obviously a rich second generation.

  The student who just sent the last message is at the door of the teaching building at the moment, looking at Huo Xiuyuan who appeared below the teaching building almost on time, his eyes are almost overflowing with gossip.

   "When do you think he will give up? Murong Qiao already has a boyfriend, and he is so handsome."

   "Such a big beauty, don\'t you like it? He must be determined to like it."

   "That\'s what I said, but it\'s been a week..."

  A few students gossip.

   "That is to say, is there a possibility that Murong Qiao and Huo Xiaocao broke up... Otherwise, where does this man have the courage to chase after someone?"

"separate?"

   "...It\'s really possible, after all, this man is no match for Huo Xiaocao, and he is still so rampant now."

   While talking, several people looked at each other, and they really had some guesses in their hearts.

  Ever since Murong Qiao threw Huo Xiuyuan\'s rose that day, Huo Xiuyuan appeared on campus again and again as if he didn\'t feel what rejection was at all.

  The second-generation rich car rose, coupled with a female college student, makes it difficult for people not to gossip.

   This will make Murong Qiao rest in the classroom, and Yang Xin will accompany her.

   "This person is really lingering." Yang Xin frowned.

  She was browsing the forum, saw a student comment and looked down from the window, and saw that annoying man.

  Yang Xin sighed, feeling strange again. "We have classes these two days, and he comes to see you every day."

   "But he doesn\'t study at Huida, how can he block you so accurately every class?" She felt strange.

   Murong Qiao didn\'t even lift his eyelids, "Let him go."

   It is likely that he asked someone for his information or class schedule. For people like Huo Xiuyuan, Murong Qiao has now learned how to deal with them coldly.

   Whatever those people say.

  Murong Qiao turned off the laptop and stretched slowly. "I have to go to the company later, so I won\'t accompany you back to the dormitory."

   She has been very busy these two days. Several artists in the company have started to become popular. Without delaying their studies, the company will inevitably have more time.

  Yang Xin naturally responded obediently, but when he turned to the obtrusive figure downstairs, he felt angry again.

  She thought about it, took out her mobile phone, edited a message and sent it to Huo Yichen.

  It’s noon at this moment, the sun is shining like a scorching sun, coupled with the breeze and shade, it makes people feel that summer is coming early.

   It can bring a bit of cold temperature, and it makes people wear long sleeves soberly, so as not to suffer from the cold.

  Huo Yichen was sitting in the dormitory, his bed was next to the window, and he could see the pleasing scenery outside with a slight turn of his head.

   But he was looking at the computer at the moment, and after processing each document in an orderly manner, he resent it to the assistant.

  The matter of the company has come to an end, and Huo Yichen naturally has time to go back to the dormitory to rest for a while.

  But the phone suddenly vibrated.

  He was distracted to look at it, but his casual eyes fell on the content of the news, and he paused for several seconds.

  【Yang Xin: Huo Xiaocao! Someone pried your corner! 】